This has always been true for our vulnerable city, but in the nearly five years since Hurricane Katrina, the wrestling has gotten more furious. And all this time, I’ve been living with Franz Kafka in my head, writing a book about a man of doubt who lived at the border of faith. More than anyone Kafka brings a strange sense of humor to our search for meaning. In fact, according to Google, Kafka is invoked about 75 times per day. But during and after Katrina, I came to wonder if the haunted, angel-eared prophet had become a permanent New Orleans resident.

Then came the oil spill. And now I am convinced.

Look at the weirdness of former FEMA Director Michael Brown suddenly popping up to give his opinion of our disaster on Fox News. Or of actor Kevin Costner showing up to offer a solution to all our problems. Or at the sudden appearances of 400 beach cleanup workers in white Tyvek and color-coded T-shirts on Grande Isle the morning President Obama arrives for his photo-op. Or at drill-baby-drill Republicans like Senator David Vitter and Governor Bobby Jindal suddenly going all environmental on us. There’s no other word for it but Kafkaesque.

Writing a book on Kafka, I’ve come to lament as much as he would have the untrammeled abuse of the word. I’ve heard Kafkaesque attached to everything from city planning proposals to SUVs. But in this current oil-spill vaudeville, featuring incompetent and malicious officials mouthing blatant lies, Kafka is all too relevant. He himself might have found work in the Bayou state: When he wasn’t musing on the seeming absence of God, he investigated industrial accidents for a workmen’s-compensation insurance company.

It was an ideal day job for a writer whose fantasies often ran to the masochistic. At night, in his diaries, he vividly imagined himself tugged through the roof of his house and disintegrating. By day, he contemplated the long hair of women caught in the cogs of factory machinery and studied drawings of chopped-off fingers. His stories created a strange new 20th-century bible featuring a discoursing ape, a singing mouse, a talking dog, fierce jackals, circus freaks, and futility. Kafka often spoke through dying animals, like Gregor Samsa the insect, or Josephine the singing mouse: He would have felt his connection now for the endangered Ridley sea turtle and the oiled pelican.

He lived every day of his life with a persistent sense of doom—which in New Orleans in hurricane season is called watching the news. So, I think he would have had no trouble feeling his way into this hovering malevolent undersea black cloud of oil and dispersant waiting to strike. Meanwhile BP offers, for our entertainment and distraction, a dog-and-pony sideshow straight out of Kafka’s “A Hunger Artist.” Like the starving man in that famous story, the long-suffering people of Louisiana waste away while the media gawk for a moment, spouting theories and implications and then moving on to another form of entertainment.

So, how would Kafka react to the oil spill? He once imagined a great fist rising from the city seal of Prague to smash its towers into smithereens, but even he never came close to imagining the whirling mass of oil flood and environmental destruction that would follow a hurricane rolling through this mess. He would have loved the MMS (Mineral Management Service), a mysterious agency no one has ever heard of until now, that issues and regulates oil leases at the same time. The oil industry oiled Congress to write this little gem of a law: An environmental review must be completed within 30 days, but because such reviews always take longer than 30 days, all environmental reviews are waived. That’s pure Kafka.

Who will be our savior, then? Not Obama. Descending from the sky, kneeling on the beach, which BP cleaned only the day before, he shines and gleams like a remote official in Kafka’s The Castle and then whirls away in mysterious abstractions. How about BP’s Tony Hayward? According to this heartless pipsqueak, the environmental damage is minimal, workers who got sick cleaning up the oil were suffering from food poisoning, and the toxic plumes scientists are reporting are non-existent.

So, there are no messiahs. Kafka himself told us as much: “When the messiah comes,” he famously quipped, “he will no longer be necessary.”

Is there any hope in the situation? This is where on our darker days, Kafka is a bleak New Orleans prophet. He was often dark, though never a nihilist. He lived, always, at the edge of faith. Once, his friend Max Brod asked him if there was any such thing as hope in the universe. “Yes,” Kafka replied, “of course there’s hope, plenty of hope—for God. Just none for us.”

I know that punch line sounds grim, but right now it hurts so much it’s funny. In the land of disaster, even a bitter laugh is a start.

Rodger Kamenetz, the author of The Jew in the Lotus and The History of Last Night’s Dream, teaches at Louisiana State University. He has just completed Burnt Books: Rabbi Nachman of Bratslav and Franz Kafka, which will be published as part of Nextbook Press’ Jewish Encounters series in October.

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Brilliant idea mixing Kafka with the Gulf oil disaster. Obama shining and gleaming in all his remoteness, like the demigod he comes short of being … your words ring so true. I feel for you and everyone else down in the bayou. Of all the ecological disasters suffered by our nation, this has to rank up at the top, if not #1. Many years ago, I vacationed on the pristine white sands of Mississippi and it was utter paradise. I shudder to think of those beaches now.

“who will be our savior, then?” I’ve been feeling “Kafkaesque” in my soul/heart I guess since Katrina, the war and now Gulf Oil disaster. Each time I’ve cried so hard my husband has said if I didn’t stop I would eventually make myself so sick I’d wind up in the hospital…..difficult times and it feels as if we’ve moved away from life to dark dark places! I found your writing interesting and real!

We are left to save ourselves. And while we at KoDP look like we are having fun staring down the great gun barrel of geometrically unfolding disaster, this is not funny. This is an attention device to give the media something pretty for the cameras, lest they forget and ignore us, while we do the important work of our lifetimes. Kafka fits pretty well. Thanks Roger
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This completely explains our exasperation with this whole process. I love the descriptions of everyone involved, especially Obama and Hayward. Indeed, there are no messiahs. The Hopi Elders predicted as much on June 8, 2000:

At this time in history we are to take nothing personally,
least of all ourselves, for the moment we do,
our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.
The time of the lone wolf is over.
Gather yourselves.
Banish the word struggle from your attitude and vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.
For we are the ones we have been waiting for.

Thank you Roger for so eloquent a take on this horrible reality.
and to Louann for sharing the quote from the Hopi Elders.
Both are dead on.
It relieves the stress knowing others understand the truth of the situation.

Actually Ellie Kafka was a German-speaking Jew (part of a double minority) living in Prague. His father Hermann served in the Austrian army, and Czechoslovakia was part of that empire when Franz was born. So it’s not correct to call Kafka a “German Jew” if you mean by that a Jew from Germany or affiliated with German Jews. Kafka spoke excellent Czech but his native language was “Prague German” which some decribe as “tourist German”. His parents also spoke Yiddish. After Czech independence, you could say that Kafka was a Czech Jew by nationality, but not “Czech” by ethnicity. You could say he was a German-speaking Czech Jew living in Prague. Complicated?

I think it is pretty obvious that Franz Kafka was a “German Jew”, no matter what his dialect. His appearance is so clearly that as was Otto Mueller, the painter, and his subjects who were often described as Zigeuner. I knew too many as my neighbors and school-mates by 1943 to not recognize them readily. They were definitely emphatic about who they were.

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